He just looked at the scene. The cool ink pupil was the most bewitching color of all things in the world. The temperature was slightly cool. The light and thin lips opened gently, spitting out a whisper, like a person's whisper. It was the most cumbersome and obscure old words. It was said by Si Jin, but it meant inviting people to sink for no reason.

Even if there is an abyss ahead,

Then you will jump down without hesitation.

It's still raining,

The torrential rain constantly washes the world, like trying to wash away all the blood and filth.

The big bean raindrops fell on the slender boy's long eyelashes, on the tall bridge of the nose and on the arc cold shoulder.

The black windbreaker had long been wet, and the cold and biting rain seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow and pass through the shivering coolness close to the skin.

But Si Jin didn't care. It was like a silent ice and snow sculpture in the wind and rain. It was like a God's residence from the ancient and mythical western world. With a noble temperament, he was infected with a bloodthirsty coolness like falling magic.

Qingjiu's eyes were in a violent trance. It seemed that she saw another world and waved to her

There seems to be a distant voice whispering in my ear: "come on... Come on..."

She seemed to see a rose that would never bloom. She seemed to see the darkness before dawn, the endless darkness.

It's still raining,

Seems never tired.

In addition to the sound of wind and rain, the surroundings seem to be quiet. The silence is incredible.

The pure silver cross was still shaking left and right in the rain, and the bewitching radian slipped through the air. Finally, it was held in the heart of the cold hand by the youth.

As a dreamer.

He always remembers something,

Never dream to kill.

But now... He really has no way to restrain himself.

These people, all of them,

Trying to hurt her, coveting her,

Damn it.

Die in a nightmare that can never wake up, die in the darkness of dawn, and die in an unfathomable abyss.

Dream in dream in dream.

The dreamer is also a sculptor in a certain sense. He works hard to depict each drawing board, carve a vivid nightmare, and finally seal it in the frame.

Everyone fell into an endless nightmare.

Can't wake up.

Can't escape.

Can't ask for help.

As for the real body, it will only fall into a long sleep.

It has nothing to do with him,

isn't it?

"Da..."

The last sound of the cross had been firmly held in his hand by Si Jin. The angular cross hurt his palm, but Si Jin didn't care.

Now?

In this late night, in the rain,

There are only two of them left.

"I'm sorry..." the rain blurred his face. There was a continuous fog around the night. Si Jin sighed. He lowered his body and leaned down slightly. A cool kiss fell on the top of the girl's hair.

"Do you remember?" even though she had guessed at the bottom of her heart, ran Bai asked again.

The slender boy gave a low, um, sound. In the night, no one would find his side face pale without the slightest blood color. His breath was very ordinary, without the slightest sense of chaos.

Even the tone is deliberately pressed very light, as if it can linger out the warmth of love.

"I remember." Si Jin put his hands on her shoulders, his forehead against the girl's forehead, and his voice slowly rustled: "for you."

"I know." dyed white slightly hooked the lower lip corner, slightly turned over the delicate and flawless face, and the blood red eyes only reflected the figure of the young man.

It rained cats and dogs,

Si Jin was not affected at all, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Only two colors can be seen in the boundless darkness.

The figure in the black windbreaker, bent slightly, bent over with a full breath of abstinence, and the pale lip petals fell on the girl's lips, covering almost the whole person with a sparse and cold fragrance, clean and delicious.

It's a very sweet kiss.

In the late night rainstorm, all the senses are amplified wirelessly. Finally, there is only the person in front of me.

It seems that the rain has never been so cold. When it falls on the body, it brings a cold and biting chill, as if it can penetrate into the bone marrow and arouse a shudder.

But when the kiss fell, it was mixed with cold and crystal rain, but it brought a warm.

It's sober,

Or sink,

No one knows.

if possible,

It seemed to be just an ordinary kiss.

Just like in the past,

It was like the moment when he stood under the shadow of a tree, smiled and raised his eyes to catch her.

Like after washing, he gently and patiently wiped her hair.

It seems that every time I look at her, my eyes are low and overflowing.

It was like he walked alone through the empty street in the early morning with her on his back.

It's also like he gently coaxed her to sleep in the dead of night.

if possible,

That's it.

It's the same kiss as usual.

The rain never stopped, the cold wind howled, and the shadows of the trees shook violently,

Si Jin stood there, and the glittering raindrops slid down his beautiful side face, and finally his collar. He ignored it, and there was only a bloody figure in his eyes and heart.

At the same time, the falling along the rain is like a drop of salty and warm liquid, arousing a warm and cool.

Ran Bai could only hear the boy's steady and powerful heartbeat, speeding up, as if with some kind of exciting bewitchment.

The comatose people in the forest no longer need to take care of, the so-called "corpses".

Ran Bai looked back for the last time. Her eyes became more and more dark. The power of dark soul rose from her fingertips. A small cluster of dark flames burned and finally declined not far away.

When you go back again,

Walking through the silent streets,

It's already two in the morning.

Si Jin's pale lips were also hooked with a gentle arc, like the moment when he melted in the sun with a touch of snow in his hand in early winter.

Even if I was wet by the rain, I was still noble.

"Mr. Si, Miss ran, you are finally back..." at the moment when Ann noticed that the familiar atmosphere entered the villa, she quickly recognized it, and then rushed into the living room. It soon found the abnormality, "Mr. Si, are you in the rain?"

"It's all right." Si Jin's voice was slightly hoarse: "Ann, prepare hot water."

"Yes, Mr. Si."

It's probably because the person who has been waiting suddenly recovers his memory without warning. The smile hanging on the corner of dyed white lips has never fallen. Looking at the figure just coming out of the bathroom, she suddenly thought of something and asked, "how did you remember?"

Si Jin lowered his eyes, covered his eyes with long eyelashes, sat beside her, and his tone was as usual: "after all, it's an unforgettable memory, and he will always remember."

"Maybe the moment you give me the bone chain, the memory is a little loose."

"Really?" ran Bai raised her eyes to see him. After a long pause, she smiled low, "um... Also."